Heartbreak [Jack Gilinsky]

VI - Guilty

JACK G'S POV

I had been sitting in my room (well, the guest room, but I practically lived in this house) ever since Amber had left and the guilt had been eating me alive since I walked out of the kitchen. I was sprawled across my bed, Julia's cat having kept me company. My left hand was in her fur while my other was busy scrolling down my twitter feed.

My mind didn't progress any of the tweets, my thoughts only fixed one thing; Julia.

I had no idea what had come over me, but ever since I saw that Carter bastard I just couldn't hold myself back. I assumed it was just like a protective instinct any older brother had over his little sister, which is what Julia practically was for me. And Amber. Fucking Amber. I didn't know what came over me to do that either.

*flashback*

"Yo if I don't get fucking laid tonight I'm gonna commit. My balls are like blue, dude." Sam continued, while I gulped my beer. "Just please work with me here, Jack."

I sighed and rolled my eyes. After having heard from Julia that Carter had asked her out I couldn't focus on anything anymore. The girls we were talking to were hot, sure, but I just wasn't feeling it. Not to mention all they did was talk and talk and talk and there was nothing I'd like to do more than blow my brains out.

"You fucking owe me." I said eventually, and we turned back to the girls. A little surprised I noticed the blonde I had been talking to had been replaced by none other than Amber. I frowned, and sat in my seat.

"What happened to Kim?" I asked Amber, since Sam already picked up his conversation with the other blonde.

"You mean Sarah?" Amber slurred with a raised brow, and I shrugged. "Well she went somewhere irrelevant I don't know."

I hadn't realized that from my seat I was directly across from Julia and carter, and I was forced to helplessly watch them giggle and flirt.

"You know these heels are killing me," Amber suddenly said before sitting right on my lap. My eyes went straight where Julia was sitting to see if she saw, and her eyes connected with mine instantly. I could see the betrayal in her eyes immediately but instead of making me feel guilty, I felt oddly satisfied. What did she care if I was with Amber? She was with Carter.

*end of flashback*

In all the time I've known her she's never dated anyone. I didn't think seeing with anyone would heat me up like it did, but seeing her with Carter of all people literally halved my fuse. Carter wasn't worthy of her. I knew I wasn't the one who could choose for her, but I could sure as hell prevent her from making a huge mistake. Surely the logic in having her believe I slept with Amber was nonexistent, but it was all I could think of at the moment. Well-- I didn't think.

Also, no, I didn't sleep with Amber. The previous night by the time I got downstairs after Julia left me in her room, Sam and the blonde girl disappeared, and so has Amber. All of them were gone. So I just spend the rest of the night with a few other buddies until everyone left at around 3AM.

It was a surprise to find Amber sprawled across my bed in nothing but her bra and panties when I had gotten up to my room, and I tried to wake her up. I was exhausted myself and bringing her home at this time really wasn't an option; since I didn't know where she lived either. After futile attempts of trying to get her to wake up I made sure she was alive before clothing her and sleeping on the floor myself. I couldn't stand her either for the things she had done to Julia, but I wasn't that cruel to have her sleep on the floor.

Putting her in one of my t-shirts wasn't a fun task either. I had looked for her dress around the room but I couldn't find it anywhere, so that was also really the only option. Well-- either that or have her sleep in her undergarments. Neither were appealing to me, but I chose the former.

Julia's cat, Phione, purred, her head leaning into my hand as I scratched behind her ear. Her white fur was soft as always, and her blue eyes that gave her the name were closed as she enjoyed the attention I was giving her.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, Phione." I muttered to the cat, who urged my hand to continue as it had ceased. I chuckled before scratching again. "I bet she hates me."

"Phione!"

I turned to my closed door. The sound was Julia's and it was coming from the hallway. My eyes widened a little, and I turned to Phione, putting a finger to my lips, hushing silently.

"Phione!" She called again.

This time Phione disobeyed me and instantly got to her feet, forgetting instantly about the great time we were having as she jumped off my bed. She walked to my closed door, and when realizing it was closed she turned to me and meowed, signaling me to open it for her.

"Phione?" Her voice came closer to my door and I was already on my feet.

I opened the door, revealing Julia in shorts and a tie dye shirt. Phione instantly left my room as Julia bended down to pick her up. Her eyes scanned me from my toes to my eyes quickly, but not quick enough for me not to notice, before lingering briefly on my eyes. She bit her lip lightly before turning without a word, back into her room.

"Julia." I said, and she turned to me. But I was speechless. I didn't plan to say anything, and I didn't even know why I called her name. After a minute of silence and eye contact she turned again and closed her door, leaving me in the hallway.

I had no idea why I just did that. Why did I do that? She slept with Carter. She was sore. The thought made me want to ram my fist into the wall, and I was close to doing it too. But at that moment my phone rang, and I let it ring for a while, gathering my breath, before walking back inside my room to pick up.

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AUTHORS NOTE:

HELLO

idk how did u like the chapter
tbh i didn't know how i felt about changing pov's this soon but idk it was nice hearing the story from jack's pov i guess idk

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